Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 168701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 844(@200wpm)___ 675(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 844(@200wpm)___ 675(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
I sit back on my heels.
“I do,” I admit, licking my lips.
He lifts me up and carries me to bed.
“You’re still hard?” I asks as he throws my legs up and lines up, rubbing the hard crown of himself through my wetness.
“That answer your question?”
“I figured you’d need a breather. Mortal men would.”
“Nuh uh. It’s good to be a wolf shifter sometimes,” he flashes a grin.
“Except when your parts work when you don’t want them to?”
“Was it so bad?” he asks, mouth touching mine.
I smirk.
“I agree,” he replies softly, and then slides inside.
36
Riley
It’s the following day, early afternoon and we’ve been alternating between fucking and sleeping while getting acquainted.
I’ve told her about work, updated her about my family, about the pack as well as given her the gist of both Ty and Mase’s matings, which she enjoyed hearing about considering her family’s involvement.
She told me about her sisters, her aunts, about losing her parents and went into more detail about how her nature was revealed to her. She also shared that she loved everything about being a witch, feeling in tune with nature especially.
“We need food,” I tell her.
“Yeah,” she whispers, then swings a leg over my torso to climb on top of me. “But first this.”
I guide my cock to her entrance but hold it there.
“We need sustenance after this time, little witch. Or you’re gonna be the cause of my death by starvation.”
We skipped dinner last night and haven’t eaten yet today.
“Okay,” she whispers against my mouth and then greedily pulls my hand away so she can sink down onto me, letting out a sweet little moan.
“Seven years to make up for,” I say against her claiming mark.
“I’m down for that,” she replies. “Think we’re doing okay so far.”
“We sure are,” I say. “Love that nobody’s touched you. You saved it all for me. Baby, that makes me very fuckin’ happy. Thank you, for saving it for me.”
“Nothing past second base and that’s before my twenty-first birthday when I cast the spell. I turn twenty-eight soon.”
“I haven’t touched anybody either. Not on purpose.”
Her eyes bore into mine and I like that look.
“Had a few make passes. A few sneak attack kisses or gropes but I was the recipient and never reciprocated. Never wanted anyone after I thought I lost you.”
“I hoped you’d find someone,” she says, swaying softly on me, leaning back, her gorgeous curls touching my thighs.
“I hope you’re lying to me right now. Then let that be the last lie you tell your mate, darlin’,” I run my hand up her stomach and caress her breast.
“I didn’t want you to be lonely because of what I did, Riley.”
“I found ways to busy myself.”
“I wouldn’t let anyone call me Rikki after that day. Dad used to call me that. I’d lost the two most important men in my life, and I didn’t feel like Rikki anymore.”
“You want me to stop?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I like hearing it from you.”
I squeeze her thigh with affection. “It’s mine then. To everyone else around here, you’re Erica.”
“Works for me.”
“Thank you for writing me all those notes. I’ll read the rest later. I understand what you went through. I fuckin’ hate that you went through it. Thank you for saving my life yesterday and Mase and Linc’s, too. I’m gonna make up for lost time. I’m gonna make you happy, little witch.”
“You’ve already done that, Scooby Dooby.”
I smile.
“So… seven years with nothing. A virile man like you? Did you ever touch yourself and think of me?” she asks, a naughty grin on her face.
I like the look of it, too.
“Almost every night,” I tell her with my own grin. “Some mornings, too.”
“I touched myself while thinking of you,” she tells me, voice husky.
“Did you?”
“Yes. A lot. Sometimes used toys. Imagining being with you. It was nowhere close to how good the reality is.”
“Show me,” I request.
She looks shy all of a sudden, so I take her by the hips and bounce her on me, rocking my hips. “Touch yourself,” I whisper.
Her cheeks go pink and she chews on her lip.
“Never be embarrassed with me. Not ever. It’ll rock my world to watch you touch yourself while you ride my cock. I mean it. Do that for me?”
“Okay,” she whispers, eyes bright with emotion.
And I know this girl would do anything for me. This is what I’ve been waiting for. Her. My mate.
I pull her latest cute little dress (that she’s only had on for five minutes) up over her head and toss it, then watch as she presses her fingers against her clit. She rubs in little circles and it’s hot as sin to watch her doing that with me inside her.
“Show me better,” I say. “I wanna see more.”
She leans back and spreads her lips wider.
My knot snaps out and begins vibrating inside her. This makes her whine, arching, grabbing my hair with both hands. She stares into my eyes as she loses it. And I fuckin’ love it.